=============================================================================== WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The piece of writing that you're about to read is a Hentai Lemon fanfiction; it's not what the original author(s) ever intended or had part of creating. It's just an imagination of an extremely sick fan (namely, me) that didn't have anything better to do except put his thoughts down as this sort of literature. I don't intend to degrade or dirty the image of each mentioned character. This piece of writing contains extremely graphic sexual behaviours and acts, and thus legally, you must be above 17 / 18 years old (generally), except on certain countries to proceed. But you probably won't listen to me anyway... -_-;; All characters, titles, names, copyright their respective creators. Any similarities with real people are purely coincidental and not meant to convey any negative thoughts and / or actions. Well, that's enough. Enjoy, and...uh, don't forget the tissues! ^__^;;; --DarkStryder ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! =============================================================================== Tears for Fears a Wild Arms 2 Hentai Lemon fanfic by DarkStryder . rated : ff nc mast Lilka sighed as she sank deeper into the warmth of the bed. Irving has ordered them all to rest awhile, after that last mission. The Kuiper Bell was a world, preying on other worlds, some sort of weird cannibalistic...entity. ARMs had come up with the idea of trapping it. To lure that, they needed bait. That was where the Raypoints, the seals of trapped mana, came in. Four were scattered around the world. As ARMs came in, they found out that to activate the Raypoints, they need to...face their own selves. The Crest Sorceress buried her face deeper into her pink-covered pillow. She wished that she didn't have to do that. She wished that she never joined ARMs. She wished that none of this ever happened at all. Her sister's voice came to her as she faced herself there, in the Raypoint. It has been a year since she heard her sister again, ever since...she was trapped in the Millennium Puzzle. Her voice was serene, cool...ever so confident and comforting. She drew up slightly, so only her eyes peeked out from the fluffy material, ignoring the sight of concrete in front of her. "Hocus, pocus, fizzipocus." Lilka said out loud. She laughed, bitterly. Hocus, pocus, fizzipocus. That was the spell that her sister taught her, a spell that repels fire and restores laughter. She laughed again, slowly at first. Then it increased in intensity, and she suddenly felt moisture on her cheeks. Touching it gingerly, she looked at the droplets at the tip of her fingers. Lilka cried now, burying her face once more into the pillow. It's been like this for some time now, ever since she met Ashley. And after she realized her love for him. She had hoped that he'd understand, but what did he know? No one's been through what she did. "Sis, why'd you have to do that...? Why?" The older, more refined Eleniak, her sister, gave up her life to make way for her. Although Lilka had regained her confidence in the Raypoint, she still felt...wrong. She felt as if she had murdered her own sister. "Why...? Why...for me...? Not because of _that time_...?" The tears stopped. Lilka sniffled, wiped off the rest of her tears from her face, and rolled over so that she lay on her back looking at the ceiling. Lilka closed her eyes and remembered that time... * * * The night was really cold, as it was winter in the Sielje Regions. Lilka cowered between the bedsheets as she shivered at the temperature. It was pretty rare to be _this_ cold in Sielje. She cuddled her teddy bear closer, trying to find some heat in the inanimate object, but it was impossible to find any other than herself in the room. She sat up on the bed as she thought she heard something, and looked around her own room for the source of the sound. Her room was a mess (unlike her sister's of course), with books, papers, and other magical trinkets. She always tried to meet her sister's expectations, but she only managed to get the top mark for one subject. Her sister said it was OK though. She always did. The sound came again. This time Lilka was sure that she heard it, and it sounded very human. "Sis!" Lilka jumped off the bed and headed out towards her sister's room, dropping her teddy bear on the floor. The doorway was dark, but Lilka knew her way around her by heart. Plus, her sister's room was just next door from hers. She stood in front of the doorway and waited a moment, ears straining to track the weird sound again. "Aaah...!! Ah! Ahh! Aah!" This time it was louder than before, and it was coming from the room in front of her! Lilka panicked and opened the door roughly, fearing for the life of her sister (even though she's the best Crest Sorceress in the world). As she entered, she saw her sister on the bed, her right hand caressing her breasts and the other deep inside her vagina, pumping in and out in reckless abandon. "Sis?" "Oh, yes! Yes!! Ohhh! OHHH..!" The woman on the bed ignored the wide-eyed Lilka, engrossed in the pleasure she was giving herself. She changed her position so that her bosom and knees were against the bed, her perfectly round buttocks facing the ceiling and the door. She licked the hand that fondled her breasts before and inserted two fingers into her ass, the act similar to one occupying her cunt. "I want...need it... Ahhh... Ohhh... Nggahhh!!" "Sis?" Lilka drew closer, remembering to close the door behind her. It was a sight that she had never...heard or seen before, and somehow made her lick her lips in anticipation. She walked closer to her sister, and shook her left arm. "Sis, are you okay?" Suddenly, the older girl grabbed her hand and placed it on her crotch. Lilka gasped, and her cheeks grew red. The sister directed her trembling hand over her brown hair, soaked with love juice, then on to touch the pussy lips. It lingered there for a moment, teasing, then she took two of Lilka's fingers into the hungry, wet lovehole. She moaned at the entrance. Lilka couldn't move. She felt as if she'd done something wrong, but she couldn't resist her sister. The fingers went in and out in a slow and steady rhythm, guided by an experienced hand.. Lilka stood fascinated by the way it did so effortlessly, and the way that the...fluid was, the way it sticked and stayed slick on her fingers. Eventually, she was tired of guiding, and trusted Lilka's hand to continue. Lilka kept on pumping inside her sister. The unoccupied hand, dripping wet with female juice, drifted towards her sister's mouth, where she greedily licked the delicious juice off. Lilka kept watching, and pumping. Lilka was curious, and exchanged her hands. She smelt the sticky nectar. It smelt...of her sister, but a little musky somehow. Lilka mustered her courage, and licked it, trying her best to copy her sister's movements before. The taste was delicious, and a bit hard to swallow, but she liked the way it lingered in her mouth anyway. As Lilka was enjoying the new sensation, the older woman opened her eyes. She noticed that there was another hand that was pleasuring her, looked at her burning crotch... ...and nearly jumped when she saw her younger sister having her hand up her cunt while licking her juices with the other. Lilka saw that her sister noticed her, and hastily took the intruding hand back. They both looked at each other, puzzled. "L-Lilka... W-What are you doing...?" She gasped, and tried to look more dignified by sitting up normally on the bed. Her groin was burning with desire, but she tried to supress it by concentrating on her sister. Lilka tried to evade her sister's questioning eyes, but she could feel them staring at her. Eventually she gave a strangled sob and tried to run out the door. < Sis can't be mad at me if I stay in my room.> But the older girl had the advantage of having an adult body and caught her arm as she tried to reach the doorknob. She held Lilka by by both arms, and turned her so that she faced her. "Lilka... What were you doing?" She asked, in the nicest tone possible. Lilka sobbed. "I...I heard a sound from outside and...and I thought that it might be a burglar or something so I came to check on you, Sis...!" "P-Please don't get mad at me, Sis! I was trying to wake you up but you took my hand and...and you made me put it in your...your... Tb-Then you tasted that sticky and sweet thing and, and I thought that if you like it then I'd like it too so I...I... Don't get mad at me Sis, please...?" Her sister wiped Lilka's tears away. "Lilka..." Lilka closed her eyes, bowed down. "Lilka...I'm not mad at you..." "R-Really?" "Yes." "Really truly?" "Of course. You didn't do anything wrong." Lilka opened her eyes, and found herself staring straight at Sis' wet vagina, her nectar still flowing down her thigh. Lilka blushed and set her sights higher. That didn't make it better, since now she was looking at her sister's boobs and fully aroused tits. Her face went redder, and she settled at looking into her sister's face. She was beautiful, her big sister. Her soft, long hair was dark brown, darker than Lilka right now, usually intricately braided in complex knots and draped over one shoulder. But right now she didn't, and it hung loosely around her knees. Her eyes was gentle and comforting, just like it looked every time Lilka has ever seen. Her full lips were red and inviting, even to Lilka. It was partly open, and she wondered how it felt to touch them, and to... Lilka blushed at the thought and looked to the side, not wanting to think about her sister that way and yet wanting it too. The big sister examined her last living relative. She was still small and cute, just turned twelve this year. Even so, the forbidden thoughts crawled into her mind. "Lilka..." She cupped her chin in one hand and stroked the back of Lilka's neck with the other, drawing shudders from the younger girl. They looked into each other's eyes for some time...and she kissed her. Lilka's eyes widened as the soft lips enveloped her own. All thoughts of evading her sister's anger fluttered away at the act. <...only boys and girls kiss...!> Her mouth separated as her sister's tongue entered the young girl's moist cavity, seeking accompaniment and comfort from the other. <...and they're not from the same family...!> The intruding tongue danced inside her mouth, and Lilka started to feel heat between her small legs. Her widened eyes started to relax and closed. Tears formed between the closed eyelids. Happy tears. <...but...> Lilka tried her best to emulate her sister's actions, entering her mouth and exploring, luxuriating at the passage and the damp moistness. Her sister stopped caressing her neck and started to take off Lilka's pajama top, undoing the buttons slowly, surely, from the top. Lilka tried to help, and undid the buttons from the bottom. <...when they do that...> Their hands met halfway, and fingers touched and entwined. Sis pulled down the pajama bottom and massaged her buttocks. The warmth and feel of the touch, as well as the cool winter air moistened her panties as she stepped out of the troublesome article. Her left hand went towards her sister's warm right breast, fondling it like she saw her do before. Her sister moaned slightly at the attention. <...it's because...> A drop of saliva escaped from between Lilka's lips, and they broke the kiss briefly. A thin thread of the same element connected their blood-related lips, then broke. Her sister drew closer towards the runaway, and licked it lovingly off Lilka's petite cheeks. As it disappeared, she gave her another kiss, a small brush this time, and drew slightly back. <...they're in love...> They incestuous couple looked at each other, both seeing a similar need in their gentle, feminine eyes. All movement stopped then, as fate seemed to freeze this moment in time. "I love you, Sis." Lilka whispered. "I love you too, Lilka..." She whispered back. They kissed again, playing a game with each other with the french kiss, tounges advancing and withdrawing. Yet, it lasted shorter than before. Her sister drew back, making Lilka gesture in the air with her tongue. She realized it then, and looked disappointed. The action aroused them even more. Her sister stood up to her full height. "Don't worry..." She tried to comfort her newfound partner, "we have all night..." She gestured towards the now-dry bed. Lilka's expression brightened at the action. She dived onto the soft mattress, just like she did everytime. Sis walked slowly towards the bed, slowly, hips swaying and her long dark brown hair spreading behind her. Lilka swallowed forcefully, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of her sexy, older sister. She was at the head of the bed, against the wall, while her sister sat at the foot. "Sis, what was it that you did before?" Lilka asked, curious. "It looked like it felt really good." "It's called masturbating." "Mastur...bating?" "Yes." She answered, and idea forming in her head. "I'll teach you how to do it." Lilka's eyes widened. "Really?" She had to ask. "Yes, just try to copy what I do." She cupped her right breast and kneaded it slowly, sending electrical- like jolt that spread through her body and making her nipples hard with arousal. The fingers flicked occasionally at her aerola, making it even harder and increasing her lust factor. Lilka emulated her sister's movements, but found less places to fondle than her big sister's. She noticed how good it was to caress her nipples, and instead focused on those. Her sister nodded in approval. Their breath was getting faster and shorter, now. She decided to increase the pace a bit and placed her other hand atop her awaiting pussy, massaging and teasing her wet labia. Lilka followed suit, her actions wetting the front of her panties. Both girls moaned. After some time, Lilka decided that her panties were too troublesome and slipped it off. Her sister knelt and rose up so that her she could get more pleasure, her crotch and legs now an upside-down V shape. She looked at Lilka, who was lost in the newfound pleasures, doing the same thing. "L-Lilka...aah! Now try...putting your fingers inside..." "Oh Sis...it feels so good!" Both girls inserted two fingers each into their own twat, both of them moaning at the sensation. They instinctively knew what to do, and pumped the organ in and out, hips grinding and humping towards the source of their pleasure. "S-Sis..." "Lilka...ahhhh! Ahhhaaaa! Oh!" * * * She remembered it as if it was yesterday, making love to her own sister, not a care in the world. She felt a slight dampness in her crotch at the thought. Lilka stayed still then, and mustered her resolve. She went up and checked the doorway. It was empty, as it was midnight. She closed the door and began to take off her clothes, folding and setting them neatly on the study chair. Lilka dove onto the bed and began to masturbate... * * * Lilka was having the time of her life. Her sister, even more so. Just the thought of herself touching and kissing the underage Lilka drove her to the edge, and she lost all control. She reversed her position on all fours, exposing her sex and ass towards Lilka. The younger girl tasted her own juices for the first time, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the sweet, sticky taste of the girl-cum. She licked it clean, and returned it into her twat to get some more. Wondering what her sister was doing now, she opened her eyes lazily. She was using both her hands to penetrate herself in both holes, and was muttering incoherently. Lilka strained to hear. She was moaning her name. "Lilka...I love you so muchhhh--OHHH! Yesss...I want you..." Lilka watched the way that her sister finger-fucked her ass, and wondered how it felt. Her hand glided into her own asshole, making herself buck and yelp at the pleasure. But it was good. She continued to finger both holes. "Lilka...I want you inside me..." She reluctantly obeyed, removing the hand that was occupying her ass and inserting a finger inside the bigger pussy. Her sister moaned at the entrance. "More! I want you...all of you...inside me... Ah!!" She inserted another finger. And another. And another, until her whole hand was buried inside her sister's pussy. She let out a low scream at the fullness inside her sex. Lilka started moving, pushing and pulling her hand slightly in the warm cavity. * * * She panted on the bed as she licked her hand clean of her latest orgasm. That felt good, but... Her pert breasts were as hard as little rocks now, craving for more attention from the owner. She had to ignore it for now, and instead caressed her asshole. The other hand was massaging and pumping inside her cunt. Lilka moaned and bucked her hips towards the pleasure. Her magical rods lay on the floor next to her bed. Three magical rods, the Fire, Ice, and Change Rods. The last two were found inside some ruins, and the gang unanimously gave it to her for her experience with such magical stuff. The first one...was given by her sister. "Oh...Sis!!!" She grunted as her fingers penetrated deeper than before. She was encountering some sort of barrier inside her pussy. She knew what it was, and wondered if she should leave it alone. The barrier held as she tried to slash through. But the lust that shook her body compelled her to try it again. She did so, and the hymen broke. But not without pain, and she let a slight scream escape from her lips. "AAAAAAH!!! IT HURTS...! AH! AH!" Tears escaped from her closed eyes, trailing down her cheeks, while blood mingled with her juices and also trailed down her hips. Now three fingers were inside her sopping vagina. Then they vacated the wet spot and into another, her mouth and she licked the cum mingled with blood. The mixed blood only made it sweeter. But still... The rods drew her attention as she hung her head on the side of the bed. It seemed to glow with desire, the red, blue and yellow. Lilka contemplated the various combinations in her head. She took the Fire Rod, and examined it as her other hand still molested her own ass. It was about twenty inches, ending in a crystal-like projection at one end. Other than that, it was basically smooth. She decided to play with her fantasies. Lubricating it with her saliva, she licked and sucked the smooth edge. The feel of sucking was exquisite. She made sure that it was soaked thoroughly with her spit, and inserted it into her awaiting slit, inch by inch. Slowly, until the whole ten inches of the warm makeshift dildo was inside. Only the reddish cystalline projection can be seen, gleaming and dripping with the amount of juices that she ejaculated. "NGHHH!!" The rod was filling her so completely that she almost lost control. But not yet. She took the blue Ice Rod with a trembling hand, and lubricated it the same way as before. An inch slid through her asshole. Then another. Lilka bit her lip to keep from screaming. Another inch. The tears began again. Another. Her pussy spasmed and throbbed. One more. Five inches of the unknown material was buried inside her, but she wanted more despite the resistance that her sphincter was giving. She continued with her forced penetration, and was contented at eight. Every move hurts, but the pain gradually became pleasure as she rocked her hips, kneaded her breasts and squeezed her nipples with vengeance. "AHHH! AHHHHHH!! OHH SIS!!!" She took the Fire Rod and jammed it in and out. The movement drove her to the edge, and she bled some more. "MORE! MORE! *hahh* YES!! SIS!! I LOVE YOU!! GAHH!!" Lilka grew frantic for the release and thrust both rods in and out, all the while grinding her hips into the source of her pleasure. Her small breasts blurrily jiggled through the cold night air. She cried as she remembered her sister's sacrifice. "SIS, YOUR RODS FEEL SO GOOD!!! *hahh* *hahh* FUCK ME!!" "I LOVE YOUR FUCKING RODS!! *hahh* MAKE ME CUM!!" "YES! FUCK MY PUSSY AND ASS!! FUCK ME, SIS! I LOVE IT! I LOVE YOU! AHH!" An exquisite feeling somewhere from her stomach made her bury both rods in as far as it could go, and she grasped both of them tightly with each holes' muscles. They spasmed as Lilka experienced the greatest orgasm in her life. "SIS!! I'M CUMMING!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Lilka moaned and crashed into the bed in a heap. She struggled to regain her breath, panting in exhaustion. The memories of her sister persisted and she cried again. "Sis...I love you." With a whisper Lilka lost consciousness and started to sleep soundly, not bothering to remove the fully buried rods. They gleamed wetly, fully soaked with Lilka's sweet juices. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, all flames, advice, comments, etc. to darkstryder@nightmail.com. Please note again that this has nothing to do with the 'real' plot of the anime / video game, it's just some sort of fiction, just for fun. ^__^ And, I don't intend to give them a bad name, either. So, please understand. --DarkStryder -------------------------------------------------------------------------------